Life in the Jungle
Long ago, in a jungle surrounded by high hills and flowing rivers, lived a man named Kaina and his little daughter, Narangi. Narangi grew up playing in the jungle. She knew every animal like family—riding elephants, playing hide and seek with jackals, singing songs on the backs of tigers, and dancing with peacocks. The jungle was her world.
The Marked Old Woman
One day, an old woman came to their house. Narangi’s mother asked her to sit next to the elderly guest. The woman had strange claw marks on her face. “A leopard bit me,” she said, smiling strangely. “It was painful… but it felt magical too. Everyone in our village has such marks.”
Narangi, you already have marks. Now it’s your turn,” whispered Narangi’s friend Anguri.
Then there was talk of marriage.
The orangutan replied, “If I get married, I will leave this jungle—my friends, my freedom. How can I leave them?”
Something changed in the jungle
A few days later, the orangutan wandered into the jungle again. But this time, the animals were running away from him. The tigers looked different—their smooth fur now had strange black markings.
Suddenly, a tiger jumped in front of the orangutan. He growled and came close to biting him.
Shocked, the orangutan yelled,
Hey, tiger! Don’t you recognize me? I am the orangutan!
You are the orangutan? But you have leopard spots on your face! For a moment, I thought, who is this leopard? Who gave you these markings? You look so different…yet beautiful.”
The old woman slapped me. That’s why I have these scars on my face. I don’t know where my marriage will take me. I miss the way things were before.”
The tiger smiled.
Bring that old woman to me. Let her give me leopard marks too! Then, when I look at myself, I will always remember you.”
The tiger’s transformation
The orange found the old woman in a nearby village.
Old mother,” he said, “the tiger has called you to the jungle
He wants your leopard marks on him.”
The old woman agreed and returned to the jungle with the orange. The tiger waited impatiently.
With a gentle look, she said,
Oh, tiger! Your fur is so smooth. Do you really want leopard marks?
The tiger gave a calm nod.
Yes, scratch me with the leopard’s claws. I want to look handsome. I won’t be angry.
So the old woman let the leopard scratch the tiger's body—his face, legs, tail, and back. When he was done, she said,
“Now go, look at yourself in the river.”
The tiger ran to the water and stared at his reflection. His whole body was now covered with leopard spots. He roared with joy.
From that day on, everyone called him Leopard.
"He turned to the old woman calmly and said,
"Go in peace. From today on, no wild animal will harm your goats, pigs, or chickens. If anyone does, just call me.”
A New Name, a New Beginning
The old woman and the orangutan returned happily. The tiger ran off to join the other animals. When they saw him, they asked,
"Do any of you know who he is? .
“The fox laughed.”
“It’s a leopard!”
“And from then on, the tiger who loved his friend was no longer just a tiger—he became a leopard.”
🟣 Moral of the story:
True beauty is in memories, not appearances. Even wild hearts crave love and recognition—and sometimes, a small change becomes a big story
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